Yesterday I went to the doctor about my throat cooties and learned that I have something in common with Ashlee Simpson besides a propensity for dramatic hair color changes. Yes, my throat weirdness was caused by acid reflux. (Although I would like to point out that at no time did it affect my singing voice to an extent that would lead me to consider lip-synching. I'm just saying...)
So it's back on prescription acid-quelling medication for me. I don't know how I managed to overlook persistent, daily heartburn until it started taking a toll on my throat, but I guess I just got used to it. Sometimes common sense has its limits, I suppose.
As a special bonus, I was also diagnosed with an upper respiratory and ear infection that I blame on last weekend's air travel. The weird thing is that I didn't really feel all that bad.
Since today's a holiday, I got to sleep until it was light outside. What a treat! That'll probably help me as much as all of the meds.
The plan today is to grab a relatively modest breakfast when my husband finally gets up so we'll be ready for a mid-afternoon Thanksgiving dinner. In between, I'll probably put up the Christmas lights on our house, and we've also discussed taking in a movie.
Enjoy your Thanksgiving (or for those of you outside the U.S., your Thursday).